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His Worrisome Aching

By: Doctor O



Sometimes Jonathan had this nagging aching in his balls. It was dull and usually pretty mild, and it didn't happen all the time. Once in a while, though, the aching was really bothersome. He usually ignored it. But, at those times when the aching was stronger, he wondered if something was seriously wrong.

When he was in the shower, he felt around on himself a little, and noticed a place on each side that was touchy if he squeezed very hard. Jonathan was concerned...and, he was embarrassed. He was too embarrassed to tell his mom. And he couldn't just go to the doctor without his mother finding out, and then having to explain the problem. Maybe the aching would just go away on its own, eventually. He hoped it would, anyway.

He looked in the family medical book under 'diseases of the testicles'. Crap! 'Testicular cancer' was the very first condition listed. It happens most between ages 15 and 35. Crap! Jonathan closed the book without reading further. The blood drained from his face. He felt suddenly weak. Crap! He thought he was gonna die! Jonathan felt shaky as he lay down on his bed. Would his testicles swell up and turn black? Would he die an agonizing death? He had just graduated from high school, and his life was almost over! Jonathan lay on the bed, imagining the worst, and thinking about the things he'd never get the chance to do now that he was going to die.

After a while, the panic began to subside. Maybe, just maybe it could be something else. He looked in the biology book he had used for home-schooling. Nothing there. Mom hadn't spent much time on anatomy and biology. And when the pastor had had a little talk with him about men's stuff, about all he had told him was not to touch himself down there except to wash himself or to use the toilet. Jonathan timidly opened the medical book again, and cautiously found the place that described diseases of the testicles. There was other stuff that could go wrong, too, he read. Like sexually-transmitted stuff. He could rule that out, because he for sure had never had sex. Strangulation of a testicle. Crap, that sounded horrible! Jonathan shut the book again. All it mentioned were horrible diseases. After all, he tried to assure himself, his testicles just ached – and they didn't ache all the time, even.

How could he find out without his mom knowing? His cousin Sarah. She was almost a whole year older. They had shared the same home-schooling curriculum, and now Sarah was starting a home-study course on some kind of herbal doctoring or something like that. Their ultra-religious families were very big on herbal remedies. Jonathan could ask her – she had some books that came with her home-study course, and they probably would have some information. 

"Sarah, can I come over to look something up in the medical books you just got?"

"Sure, Jonathan. What do you want to look up?"

"It's sort of...well...it's personal, Sarah," Jonathan stammered.

"Jonathan, how can I help you look something up if I don't know what it is?" Sarah asked.

Good point, Jonathan thought. 

"OK, Sarah, but you have got to swear on the Bible that you won't tell. I don't want Mom to find out."

"Come on, Jon, tell me what it is so I can at least get out the right book for you."

"This is embarrassing, Sarah," Jonathan insisted. "OK. I guess I can trust you. It's my....um...my testicles. They ache a lot."

There was a pause before Sarah answered. "OK, Jonathan. I'll see what I can find in my books. Come on over and we'll check things out."

Sarah thought of herself as a medical student. Even though she was studying a correspondence course, she felt very proud of herself. Her family and lots of people in the neighborhood tried of avoid 'regular' doctors, and institutional medicine. They preferred to use midwives and reflexologists and herbal medicine. Sarah took her correspondence-studies in natural health topics very seriously. 

Jonathan was 7 months younger than her. They had grown up living less than a mile apart. Their moms had home-schooled them and their brothers and sisters. There were other kids in the rural community who were home-schooled, too. Most of them went to the same conservative church congregation.

As she walked to the bookshelf, Sarah glanced out the window of her bedroom, and could see Jonathan walking up the road toward her house. He was wearing an oversized mesh basketball tank top and jeans. Even though he was her cousin, she still found him handsome. His shoulders were broad, and he had a killer smile. She admired his tanned skin and big muscles.

Looking through the box of paperback textbooks she had recently received in the mail, Sarah found two that should be helpful. One was an anatomy book. Another was a book about diseases. The books were written in very simplified terms, but to Sarah, they seemed just like the books that student doctors in big medical schools studied from. As she passed by the window again, she could see that Jonathan was almost to her house. She quickly sat down at her desk, and started to search the thin anatomy book. 'Reproductive Organs' was the title of the chapter. She found the pages that had pictures of men's genitals, and studied. Sarah had only older sisters, and had never seen a man. Well, once she had accidentally glimpsed her father while he was nude in the bedroom, but she had seen hardly anything. But Sarah knew that as an herbal doctor, she would have to learn to be responsible for people's health, and she was willing to learn. She read quickly, trying hastily to become an expert, as she heard Jonathan downstairs knocking on the door to the back porch.

Sarah raced down the stairs, opened the door, and greeted her cousin. Sarah was Jon's favorite cousin. He thought her long auburn hair was so pretty. While her parents were out of town at a church conference today, she had decided to wear some clothes that her parents frowned on. Sarah had short, snug denim shorts [instead of a modest skirt]. And she wore a white T-shirt that she had tied up to expose her belly. Her mother would simply die if she knew Sarah was having Jon to the house while she was so skimpily clad. As any teenager would, Sarah resented the strict dress codes imposed by her church. Skirts or dresses had to touch the knee. No sleeveless or low-cut tops were permitted Tight-fitting clothes were forbidden. Slacks were frowned upon, and her mother would not let her wear shorts, except around home.

Her mother knew Sarah had a few clothes like she was wearing today, but preferred to ignore the fact.

When her parents were out, for a few hours or longer, Sarah dressed the way she wanted. Sometimes she danced around the house in only her bra and panties. This spring, she had sneaked and bought a bikini once when she went to town alone. She kept it hidden away, and sometimes while her parents were out, she would lay in the sun. She found the feeling of the sun on her bare skin was quite invigorating. 

Recently, Sarah even went nude a few times, when no one was at home. She loved feeling her body unrestrained by clothes. It felt good to let her breasts bounce freely. And there was something about how her skin felt when it was exposed to the air that thrilled her. Sometimes she stood in front of the mirror and admired her body. She was a pretty girl and she knew it. But with the home-schooling thing, and the ultra-conservative way of dressing, there weren't really any occasions that she could show off her beauty. 

One evening, after she had showered, she wrapped herself in a towel, and went over and stood in front of her bedroom window to dry off. The shade was up. Of course, no one was outside, but her parents were downstairs. It exhilarated her to think that Jonathan, whose house she could see from her window, just might be looking in her direction.

"Come on upstairs, Jon. I got the books out," Sarah said as she ran ahead of him up the stairs. As Jonathan followed her up the stairs, he admired his cousin's legs and butt. It wasn't often he got to see a girl dressed this way.

Sarah grabbed the two paperback textbooks, and plopped down across her bed. "Let's look up your problem, Jon." Sarah motioned for him to come lie down next to her. "All I had time to look up was anatomy so far. Want to see that?"

"Uh...OK, Sarah. But I kind of know what I look like already."

Sarah thumbed through the book, looking for the picture she had studied only a few minutes earlier. "Yeah, but I don't know what you look like," she said. She giggled as she realized what she had said. "I mean, let's look it up so I can learn the medical names and stuff." Finding the anatomical drawings and pictures of men's genitals, she scooted the book closer to Jonathan. 

"OK, show me where you ache, Jon"

"I already told you, Sarah."

"I know, but point to exactly where you hurt on these pictures."

Jonathan pointed at the testicles. "Right here, Sarah. On both sides. And I don't want Mom to find out about this, OK?"

Sarah took it very seriously. Her cousin Jonathan was her first patient. Even though she had only begun the home-study course, she was very sincere about her studies. "Listen, Jon. We'll look up stuff in these books, and figure it out. Maybe it's not anything serious at all."

Pushing aside the open anatomy book, she began to thumb through the index of the book that described conditions and diseases. Testicles, diseases of. She found the few pages that described problems with the testicles. Testicular cancer was at the top of the list. She pushed the book closer to Jon, so they could read it together. As they read it, they discovered that the sign is usually a painless lump on a testicle. "Do you have any lumps down there?" she asked. 

"I don't know, Sarah," Jonathan replied nervously. "I just ache I think." 

"Well, did you check yourself for lumps?"

"No. I don't know how. I mean, what am I supposed to be feeling for?" Jonathan's voice was nervous.

"Some kind of lumps, Jon. We'll figure it out. Let's read some more." Sarah pulled the book back to herself, and read on. "Have your balls...um...testicles changed size lately?" she asked, remembering to talk in a clinical way. 

"I don't think so."

"You don't think so? What do you mean you don't think so? Don't you know, Jon?"

"OK, no, Sarah, they haven't changed size. Dang, this is embarrassing, Sarah!"

"Listen, if you don't want your mom to find out, you've got to let me try to help you. Got it?"

"Yeah...I got it"

"Are your...testicles both the same size?"

"I think so."

Sarah rolled her eyes at Jon's answers, and continued to read more about testicles. "OK, Jon, we have to find out about your testicles. You're going to have to let me examine you."

"What?! No way, Sarah! You're not going to examine me!"

"Jon, listen. There could be something badly wrong with you. And you're absolutely no help so far. So, I'm going to have to examine you, plain and simple. I'm studying herbal medicine, Jon. That's almost like being a doctor, you know. So, take your pants off and let me examine you," she said as she sat up.

He felt his face flush deep red as the idea of letting Sarah examine him. It would be embarrassing. But, what choice did he really have, if he didn't want his mom to find out? He stood up, with his back to her, and unfastened his belt slowly. Then he kicked off his shoes, as he slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Sarah admired Jonathan's backside as he let his jeans crumple around his ankles, then step out of them. 

Jon's basketball shirt came down past his hips, but still, he cupped his hands over himself as he slowly turned to face his cousin, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. 

"Come closer Jon," Sarah said with a hint of a tremble to her voice. "Come over here so I can examine you."

Jon obeyed, feeling his heart pound and his skin flush again. Slowly, he walked toward her, until her face was right in front of his hands. 

Jon's basketball shirt came almost to mid-thigh. "You're either going to have to take off your shirt or hold it up so I can see, Jon." Jonathan took of his shirt, exposing his well-built chest and flat abdomen. He was wearing white Y-front briefs. There was a thin line of hair extending from the waistband of his briefs to his navel, but otherwise his chest and belly were hairless. She stared a moment at the bulges in his briefs, then looked down at his almost hairless thighs and legs.

Sarah swallowed, and hoarsely said. "Pull your underpants down Jon, so I can have a look, " as she gazed intently at the bulges he made in his underwear. "Take them off, Jonathan," she repeated.

"Sarah! I'm not taking them off. I'm not going to let you see me totally naked." Jonathan felt himself swell a little at the thought of being completely naked to his cousin's view. Still, he had been raised in a very modest way. 

"Jonathan, I have to examine you. I can't examine your...testicles...unless I can see them, now can I? So pull down your underwear." There was an essence of eagerness in Sarah's voice now.

Jon had an idea. "Sarah, what if I just kind of pull my underwear to one side, so you can examine me, so I wouldn't have to be totally naked?"

Sarah rolled her eyes. "OK, Jon, whatever. Just do it so I can take a look."

Jonathan nervously pulled the crotch of his briefs to one side, allowing one testicle and then the other drop out. Sarah's face flushed and her pupils dilated as she saw them hanging freely now. She reached out and lightly touched the soft wrinkled skin of his sac. Jon felt himself swell more in reaction to Sarah's touch.

"OK, the drawing says this is your 'scrotum'." Sarah nervously ran her fingers over him, as she looked between the book and Jon's body. Then she timidly took a fold of the loose skin between her thumb and fingers. Jon shuddered. Looking up at his face with concern, Sarah asked, "Does this hurt?"

"No, Sarah."

"Are you sure?" she asked, as her fingers explored the skin "No pain or aching?"

"No, Sarah," Jonathan replied as he felt himself grow stiffer.

As her fingers investigated she loose skin, she looked closely at the wrinkles and tiny bumps. Not only was she excited to be doing her first examination, but Sarah felt another kind of excitement. "Well, if it doesn't ache, how does it feel?" She tugged a little at the hairy skin. 

"Ummm, it feels...nice, Sarah." Jonathan grew stiffer still in response to his cousin's touch.

Sarah felt tingling between her legs and noticed her nipples tightening. She looked back and forth between the open anatomy book and her cousin. Sarah took one of Jon's balls in her hand and began to explore it. It was firm and rubbery, and it slid easily inside the sack of skin that the book labeled 'scrotum'. Using the fingers of both hands, now, she slowly explored the egg-shaped gland. "Does this hurt, Jon?"

Jonathan was growing larger and stiffer with each second Sarah examined him. "No, Sarah, it doesn't hurt," he said hoarsely. "That's where I ache, but it doesn't hurt to have you touch it."

"What about this," Sarah asked, as she took the other testicle in one hand. "Does this one hurt?" 

Jonathan moaned softly. "No, Sarah, it....ummm...doesn't hurt either."

Holding one testicle in each of her hands, as Jon continued to hold the front of his briefs to one side, Sarah looked back at her books. She continued to feel carefully, and examined each testicle thoroughly. Sarah was trying to remain professional, but she was experiencing all sorts of sensations and thoughts. "Jon, your testicles are the same size, and I can't feel any lumps, so I guess it's not cancer or something bad." She continued to hold his balls. "And you said this doesn't hurt, right?" Her gaze alternated between his face, his balls, and the base of his swollen member she could see behind white cotton fabric.

Jonathan's mouth was dry. His cock was hard, and he could feel drops of wetness at the tip. He could hear his pulse pounding in his head. "No, it doesn't hurt Sarah. I told you it feels nice. Actually, it feels very nice."

After several more moments of traveling around his warm balls with her fingers, Sarah reluctantly let go of Jon, and gazed up into his eyes. The sensations she was noticing in her nipples and cunny were intensely exciting. "OK, I guess you can put them back in your underwear now," she said, with more than a little sadness in her voice. Then she lowered her eyes to watch his crotch again.

Jonathan let the fabric move back over his balls, tucking them back into his briefs. That's when Sarah noticed the full size of her cousin's erection. The bulge from Jon's penis was twice as big as when she had started her examination. In fact, the shiny and wet tip of it was barely visible above the waistband of his briefs now. She almost reached out to touch it, but restrained herself. There would be another opportunity, she thought.

"I guess you can get dressed now, Jon," Sarah said reluctantly, her voice now raspy from arousal.

He turned his back toward her, and stepped into his jeans. She watched him get dressed, still feeling urgently sweet sensations of arousal in her body. Sarah felt truly disappointed as she watched his jeans pulled up over his briefs. Jon turned back to face Sarah as he buttoned his jeans. When he zipped up, he felt the pleasant pressure as his erection was restrained behind the tight-fitting denim. Jonathan pulled his mesh shirt back on while Sarah watched, her eyes noticing the contours of his chest and belly, and his dark nipples.

Clearing his throat, Jonathan confessed to Sarah, "You know, when you were feeling them...examining me...it felt good. But now I have that aching there again." He frowned with a combination of perplexity and discomfort. "I wish I knew what's wrong, Sarah. There has to be something wrong I think – they shouldn't ache like this, should they?"

With concern evident on her face and in her voice, Sarah said, "Listen Jon, I'll do some reading this evening. Can you come back over tomorrow afternoon? I promise I'll read up on this tonight. Tomorrow afternoon Mom & Dad will be out, and ...I can examine you again...and maybe we'll figure it out, Jon. OK with you?"

Thoughts of Sarah examining Jon again flooded both their minds with anticipation.

"Sure," Jon answered quickly. "Tomorrow afternoon will work. We've got to figure this out, Sarah. You read up tonight, and you can examine me again tomorrow." He felt himself blush as the last sentence left his mouth.

Sarah stood up and gave her cousin a kiss on his cheek. "OK, Jon. See you tomorrow." She watched as he left her room, and heard him going down the stairs and out the door onto the porch. She wondered what tomorrow would bring. 

His Worrisome Aching Ch. 02



As Sarah heard the wooden porch door close with a thump, she could still feel the pleasant tingling between her legs. Her nipples remained puckered as her mind reviewed what had just happened. In spite of her attempt to act totally professional, it had been wildly exciting to see and touch her cousin Jon’s testicles. While she had slowly and carefully examined them, she had watched him become erect – the bulge thinly concealed behind the white cotton fabric of his briefs.

Sarah hated to stop with the examination. By the time she had completely examined his balls, the tip of his erection was peeking over the top of the waistband. She really wanted to touch it. Seeing the tiny slit in the shiny head aroused her, and made her cunny and nipples feel like they were buzzing with excitement.

Jon said it didn’t hurt when she examined him – he said that it felt good, in fact. But afterward, while he was zipping up his jeans, he told her that the aching was back – the aching that had concerned him so much that he had allowed his cousin Sarah to examine him.

Sarah’s mind focused again on Jon’s worrisome problem of aching testicles. This would be a challenge. After all, she was studying to be an herbal doctor. She had looked in the medical books that came in the mail with her correspondence course, to discover the anatomical names of Jon’s private parts. His balls – ‘testicles’ – were what ached sometimes. But she found nothing wrong when she examined them. She wasn’t really a doctor, but she could tell that they were the same size, and she didn’t feel any lumps at all when she carefully inspected them. It must not be cancer or anything bad like that. But what was it? What made Jon’s balls ache sometimes? Sarah would read this evening until she could figure it out. She was determined. Jon would be back again tomorrow afternoon, while her parents were back for the second day of the church conference, and she would examine him again. There had to be an answer to Jon’s problems somewhere.

Sarah leafed through her books until her mother had supper ready. Before going downstairs she untied the bottom of her T-shirt, letting it hang down to its full length. Although her parents allowed her to wear shorts around the house, they would have a fit if they saw that her belly-button was exposed at the table. And, had they know that Jon had come over while Sarah was dressed that way, they would have grounded her for at least a couple weeks! 

After a late supper with Mom & Dad, Sarah went back to her room to read. She had always wanted to be a doctor – not a real doctor, but one who treats people with reflexology and herb teas. In the ultra-conservative and religious community where she and Jon were raised, most people preferred that kind of doctoring.

She decided to shower before doing more reading in her paperback medical books. Her parents went to bed early, and she needed to run the shower quickly before they turned in. Sarah washed her long hair, massaging her scalp, feeling tension melt away as she did. As soaped her wet body, she noticed her nipples. When she moved the bar of soap over them, she felt a pleasurable twinge down there – between her legs. Setting the bar of soap on the shelf of the shower, she lightly grasped each of her nipples between her thumbs and fingers. Ooooh! She felt it again! Not only did it make her nipples feel good, but she felt that nice buzzing sensation in her cunny – just like she had when she was examining Jon’s balls. Maybe there is some nerve that connects between those places, Sarah though to herself. Reaching for the soap again, Sarah finished washing herself. Her belly, her butt, her inner thighs. And her ‘genitals’. That was how the book referred to those ‘private parts’, in general. As she soaped her ‘genitals’ it felt incredibly good. Sarah had never really noticed that touching herself there had ever felt that good before. Mmmmm...this felt really good! Knowing that the hot water would run out any second, Sarah rinsed herself off quickly, and turned off the shower.

She partially dried her hair, then her body. She twisted a towel around her hair, making a turban on top of her head. Standing in front of the steamy mirror, Sarah admired herself. Her breasts weren’t as large as her mother’s – at least not yet. She wore a 34B bra; her mom wore a 38DD. Sarah’s nipples were still a little stiff. Sarah admired the places where she was starting to tan. She had sneaked and bought a bikini once when she had gone alone into town. Sometimes while her parents were both out, she would lay in the sun. She loved the feeling of the sun warming her body. Very recently, she had even gone nude around the house, when she was certain her parents would be gone for a long time. It felt so good to let her breasts bounce freely. The feeling of nothing but air on her skin was thrilling. Sarah turned a little, as she looked at herself in the mirror. She thought she was pretty. She didn’t have much pubic hair yet. Maybe, she hoped, she wouldn’t have as much as her mother. Her mother had so much that it stuck out the sides of her panties. Sarah liked it that her hairs were short, and hadn’t spread out as far as Mom’s.

Sarah stepped out of the bathroom into her bedroom, still nude, except for a few droplets of water that she had had missed when she toweled off. 

The sun was almost set. She walked to the window to pull the shade down. As she stood naked at the window, she looked toward Jon’s house. Once before, she had stood at the window like this – only it was dark that time. It exhilarated her to think that Jonathan might look over and see her. He lived not far down the road, and their bedroom windows faced each other. Sarah finished drying her hair, while the orange-pink light of sunset coming through the window lit her nude body.

Jonathan’s chores were finished for the day, and he climbed the stairs to his bedroom. The muscles of his hands and arms ached a little from having milked the cow. As he made his way upstairs, he slipped off his shirt, as he remembered the feelings he experienced as he had undressed in front of his cousin that afternoon. He would have never ever done it if he hadn’t been so worried about the aching he sometimes got in his balls. But, he thought, it did real nice when she touched him. As he walked into his room, there was a hint of a smile on his face as he thought about her examining him again tomorrow. He was still puzzled by what was causing the aching. At least, he thought, Sarah hadn’t found any lumps, either. He glanced toward his cousin’s house as he thought of seeing her again tomorrow. The setting sun reflected off the glass, and…he thought he could see a figure in the window! Sarah? There was almost three hundred yards between their houses, and there was no way he could be sure, but he thought he could see someone at her window. Yes. He saw the figure move! 

Jonathan thought his cousin Sarah was really pretty. He had liked seeing her in shorts and with her T-shirt tied up today. He squinted his eyes, straining to see. Jon opened the footlocker under his bed, where he kept some of his hunting gear, and found the binoculars. Raising them to his eyes, he focused them.

Holy cow!

He could see his cousin at the window – and she was naked! Totally!

Holy cow! There was Sarah, standing naked at the window, drying her hair. Wow! Jonathan felt his cock begin to swell. He could see her breasts jiggle a little as her arms moved while drying her hair. Jon could see everything! Holy cow! His cousin Sarah was totally nude – and totally gorgeous! The darkness of her nipples and the triangle of her pubic hair were easy to see. He stared through the binoculars, feeling himself grow hard – really hard. His heart was pounding again – like it had when Sarah had examined him. Jon noticed that his balls felt tight, and then they began to ache again – just a little.

Backing away from the window, afraid that Sarah would see him, he felt a little confused. It was probably a sin to look at your cousin like that. Stuff like that was probably in the Bible somewhere, Jon thought, as he put the binoculars back into the footlocker. Jon was pretty sure that that Pastor Phelps would tell him it was a sin to look at your cousin while she was undressed, and would lecture him that he should feel guilty about it.

As he stripped down to his briefs, getting ready for bed, Jonathan’s mind was racing. Tomorrow, Sarah was probably going to touch him again – to examine him for what was casing the aching in his testicles. He was concerned, and really wanted to know what was wrong with him. But, now there was more. He wanted his cousin Sarah to touch him again. It felt wonderful! Whether it was a sin or not, Jon knew that he wanted Sarah to touch him again, and he knew that he wanted to see his cousin naked again.

It felt deliciously good being nude. And there was something exciting about having stood naked at the window facing her cousin’s house. The setting sun had been in her eyes as she stood there, so Sarah couldn’t have seen Jon and his binoculars. But it was fun to pretend that Jonathan could see her.

As she stepped away from the window, she was determined to find the cause of Jonathan’s aching testicles. Surely, her newly-arrived medical books would say something about it. Sarah. Not bothering to get dressed, Sarah grabbed a few books, and sprawled her naked body across her bed. 

She had concluded in her amateur way that her cousin did not have cancer of the testicles. She found nothing under ‘diseases of the testicles’ that matched. There must be something, she thought. Somewhere in these new books there had to be an answer. The anatomy book explained, well, just anatomy. It really wasn’t much help.

Thumbing through one of her books, she found a chapter entitled “Human Sexuality”. Sarah didn’t really know much about S-E-X. Having been raised in the ultra-conservative church, with strict parents, she hadn’t had much opportunity. Sarah began thumbing through the chapter on sex. She came to a heading named “Masturbation”. She didn’t know that word, so looked it up in glossary at the back of the book. “Masturbation: stimulation of your own or another person’s genital organs, usually to orgasm, by means other than sexual intercourse. Most people at least occasionally masturbate by rubbing, stroking, or massaging the penis or clitoris, or by other means. Although frowned upon by certain cultures and religions, it is normal, healthy and harmless.”

‘Intercourse’. She knew that word. It meant when a man puts his penis in a woman’s vagina. Sarah’s parents and Pastor Phelps had taught that intercourse between people who weren’t married is a sin. And her mother had always told her not to touch herself ‘down there’ except when taking a bath or shower, or when using the toilet. That was a sin, too. Mom had told Sarah a couple of times not to ‘play with’ herself; this must be what she was talking about. Masturbation.

What did that word ‘orgasm’ mean? She looked it up in the glossary. “Orgasm: the sexual climax; a series of strong involuntary contractions of the muscles of the genitals, accompanied by ejaculation of semen by men. Orgasm is very pleasurable, and is set off by sexual excitation of critical intensity.”

Equipped by knowing the definitions of a few new words, Sarah began to read the parts of the book that told about sexuality and masturbation. She was getting drowsy, but it was very interesting reading, and she was resolute to find out what was causing her cousin’s testicles to ache. Just as she was about to give up for the night, there is was! The information she had been looking for! “Aching in the testicles commonly result from congestion of the testicles, from sexual arousal without ejaculation, or from infrequent ejaculation. Ejaculation eases this type of aching. Regularly ejaculating can prevent its occurrence. ” That could be it! This could be what was causing her cousin’s suffering.

Sarah thought she knew what ‘ejaculation’ meant, but she looked it up, just in case. “Ejaculation: the sudden pleasurable eruption of semen from the penis; the male orgasm. Ejaculation normally occurs during intercourse or masturbation.” 

She was pretty sure she had figured out what was making Jonathan’s testicles ache. Her cousin didn’t have cancer, and didn’t have an infection or some deformity. His testicles ached because he needed to ejaculate. If Jon could ejaculate, Sarah was nearly convinced that the aching in his testicles would go away. She closed the book with a sense of satisfaction, having figured out what was causing her cousin’s problem. 

It had felt so good being naked all evening, that Sarah decided not to bother putting on her nightgown tonight. She turned off the light, then crawled under the lightweight bed-sheet. As she began to drift into sleep, Sarah’s mind was flooded with ideas. If Jon would ejaculate, that should help his ache. But how was he supposed to ejaculate? He couldn’t just will himself to ejaculate. She synthesized the things she had read. “Ejaculation normally occurs during intercourse or masturbation.” Jonathan wasn’t married, so he couldn’t have intercourse. That left masturbation – rubbing or stimulating of the sexual organs by yourself or by someone else. But, because Sarah’s mom had said she couldn’t touch herself there, she figured Jonathan’s mom had made the same rule for him. Then the thought struck her! If Jon’s aching was because he needed to ejaculate…and if a boy could ejaculate by masturbation…and if masturbation wasn’t really intercourse, and could be done by someone else…and if he wasn’t allowed to touch himself there…then she could masturbate him! That way Sarah could help her cousin feel better. After all, the book said that masturbation is “healthy”, and she was learning to be a sort of doctor. And if the pastor or their parents had the rule that Jon couldn’t masturbate himself, then Sarah would do it for him. It wouldn’t be intercourse, and Jon wouldn’t be touching himself, and it would be ‘normal, healthy and harmless’

Sarah thought about helping her cousin. It would be like natural ‘therapy’, wouldn’t it? After all, she was learning natural therapies, wasn’t she? Besides, she liked it. She had really enjoyed inspecting his testicles. It was very exciting. As she lay naked beneath the sheet, her cunny and her nipples feel like they were buzzing again, just like they had when she was examining Jon this afternoon. Sleep quietly overcame Sarah as she imagined helping her cousin Jonathan’s worrisome aching.

Morning came, and Sarah breakfasted with her parents. They were already dressed in their church-going clothes when she went downstairs in her robe.

Sitting down, reaching for the orange juice pitcher, notions of Jonathan were in Sarah’s mind.

“How are your studies coming along, Sarah?” her father asked. “What have you been learning?”

“Um, yesterday I studied some anatomy and about some diseases,” Sarah replied, between sips of juice.

“What particular things did you study, Sarah?” asked her mother.

Sarah lowered her eyes and her voice a little as she answered. “I was studying…about…anatomy of men…and…um….” Sarah cleared her throat, “And…about some…um…problems that men can have in their…um…genitals.”

Her father blushed red, quickly downed the last few bites of breakfast, stood up hastily, and left the room.

“Never mind about your father, Sarah, he is just embarrassed, is all.” Her mother stirred cream into her coffee. “So, are you enjoying your studies Sarah? It is interesting?”

Sarah raised her eyes again, and looked at her mother. It was obvious that her mother was very interested in the conversation. “Yeah, Mom, studying about natural health is real interesting.”

Her mother smiled a little, raised her cup, and asked, “I mean…the part about men’s anatomy…is that interesting to you Sarah?” She sipped coffee as she watched Sarah’s face, waiting for an answer.

“Yes, Mom. It’s real interesting. There are lots of pictures in the books. I learned about the medical name for men’s private parts.”

Her mother’s eyes smiled over the coffee cup. “Tell me about the pictures, Sarah.”

“Oh, well, there are different kinds, Mom. There are black and white drawings with names on everything. And drawings that show veins and nerves. And there are a couple of color photos, too. And one page that shows the difference between, you know, a guy being ‘regular’ and then the guy with an…erection” Sarah and her mother looked at each other, and both felt a little flushed.

“Carole, it’s time to go. Come on so we’ll be on time,” Sarah’s father called from the hallway.

Sitting her half-empty cup of coffee on the table, Sarah’s mother arose from the table and smoothed out her skirt. Leaning over to give her daughter a kiss on the cheek, she said, “Bye, bye, Sarah. We have to be going.” Then, taking a few steps, she turned and looked back. “Mind if I look at your anatomy books sometime, Sarah? It’s been a while since I’ve….” Her voice trailed off, as she turned to leaving Sarah wondering.

Sarah had the house to herself, now that her parents had left. She took her time finishing breakfast, then went back upstairs to dress. Before she did, she reread the things she had read the evening before about Jonathan’s problem. By now she felt sure that she could help him if he would let her masturbate him. The books said it is normal and harmless and pleasurable. She would be doing natural therapy on her cousin, to help him feel better and be healthier. As she looked at the pictures in her books, they interested her. And Sarah wondered about her mother’s comments.

Before beginning her chores, Sarah changed into a pair of white shorts that she had hemmed up like daisy-dukes, and a belly shirt that she had made the same way – by cutting off the bottom and hemming it up. She busied herself with dusting and running the vacuum. She was reaching under the sofa with the vacuum when the phone rang. 

She made it by the third ring. It was Jonathan. “Hey, cousin, is it OK for me to come over now?” he asked. “Pastor Phelps is coming by to pick me up at noon.”

“Sure”, Sarah replied. “I’m just finishing some housework. I’ll get washed up while you walk over.” She hung up the phone, and put the vacuum away. Sarah’s mind was keyed up about her idea on how she could help her cousin.

Sarah sat on the top step of the porch, watching Jon walk up the road. She was eager to tell Jonathan her ideas. He could see she was smiling as he came up the walk. 

“I’m pretty sure I have your problem figured out Jon,” Sarah said eagerly. “I studied up on it and I’m real sure I know what’s wrong.” 

Jon stood in front of his cousin, with one foot on a step. “So, tell me!” His face betrayed his concern. “Is it serious?”

“I did lots of reading, Jon, and I have it figured out.” Sarah looked him squarely in the face. “You need to ejaculate.”

Puzzled, Jon asked, “What’s ‘ee-jack-you-whatever’? What’s that mean?”

“I need to masturbate you, Jon”

Her cousin looked back in disbelief. “No way!” he exclaimed, as his face flushed red. “No way!” Jonathan turned his back on his cousin.

“Jonathan, listen for a minute. Let me explain”

“Sarah, I don’t know that that first word means, but I know what masturbate means. It means to rub yourself down there, and Pastor Phelps said I’m not supposed to touch myself there. It’s a big sin or something.”

“Jon, listen to me, would you? Listen for a minute. I looked it up in some books, and found out that the aching in your testicles comes from needing to ejaculate.” Jonathan turned partly back toward his cousin as she continued. “Jonathan, honest, I found it in the medical books. I am not making it up. If you ejaculate you will feel better. You wanna read it for yourself?”

Jonathan nodded.




His Worrisome Aching Ch. 02



“Then come on up to my room and I’ll show you.”

Sarah led the way up the stairs to her bedroom. Jon couldn’t help admire his cousin’s long legs and curvy butt as he followed her up the stairs.

Sarah motioned for Jon to sit at her desk. She stood beside him, as she opened the books to the places she had read, pointing him to the phrases she had high-lighted. “Here, read this, Jon.” Sarah’s right breast pressed into Jon’s left shoulder as she pointed at the sentences. Jon read aloud: “Aching in the testicles commonly result from congestion of the testicles, from sexual arousal without ejaculation, or from infrequent ejaculation. Ejaculation eases this type of aching. Regularly ejaculating can prevent its occurrence. ” 

“OK, so what does ejaculate mean?” he asked his cousin, as he noticed the fresh smell of her hair.

Sarah reached in front of Jon for the medical dictionary, her right breast was right in front of his face for a moment. She had book-marked the pages, and quickly found the definition for ejaculation. . Jon read aloud. “Ejaculation: the sudden pleasurable eruption of semen from the penis; the male orgasm. Ejaculation normally occurs during intercourse or masturbation.” 

Jon was red-faced again as he declared, “Sarah, I’m pretty sure masturbation is a big sin. And I know what ‘intercourse’ means, too. So how am I supposed to ejaculate?”

With wide-eyes, Sarah said confidently, “I’m going to do it for you, Jon. I’m going to masturbate you.”

Jon suddenly stood up in protest.

“Jon, come on, sit down, and let me show you something else. Come on, I want you to read just one more thing. Come on, Jon, sit down,” Sarah said as she guided her cousin back into the chair. She opened the page that held the definition of ‘masturbate’ and had Jon read it. He began reading silently. “Come on, Jon,” Sarah urged, “read it out loud.” 

“Masturbation: stimulation of your own or another person’s genital organs, usually to orgasm, by means other than sexual intercourse. Most people at least occasionally masturbate by rubbing, stroking, or massaging the penis or clitoris, or by other means Although frowned upon by certain cultures and religions, it is normal, healthy and harmless.”

“There, you get it?”

“Get what, Sarah?”

“It says right there that one person can masturbate another person.”

Jon read the definition again. Sarah was right. That’s what it said: “stimulation of your own or another person’s genital organs…by rubbing, stroking, or massaging….”

He leaned back in the chair, as Sarah sat on the desk next to him. Her knee was pressed against the edge of his hand. His eyes were drawn to the smooth skin of her long thighs.

“Jon, let’s try this. I want to see if I can help you get rid of the aching. Come on, let’s try it.” Jon felt himself begin to swell as he listened to his cousin. “It says if you ejaculate you’ll feel better…and it says that you can ejaculate from masturbation…and that masturbation is normal and healthy…and, Jon, I can do it for you, since the Pastor doesn’t want you touching yourself there.” He felt his penis getting stiff, and that aching was starting to come back into his testicles.

Sarah scooted off the desk, took Jon by both hands, and coaxed him to stand.

“OK, Jon, take off your pants, and I’ll masturbate you,” Sarah said eagerly. She could feel that tingling she had felt before in her cunny as she coaxed her cousin. “Come on, you let me examine you yesterday, Jon. I want to do this. I want to help you. Come on, Jon, let me help you,” Sarah pleaded, as she knelt in front of him. 

Jon stood there, silently. He felt Sarah tugging at his belt, unfastening it. As he looked down at her, he could see the bumps her nipples made in the front of her blouse now. She unfastened the button on his jeans, and unzipped them, eager to begin her ‘therapy’. Sarah pulled his jeans down to mid-thigh, gazing at the bulges his balls and his dick made in his briefs.

“Come on, Jon, kick your shoes off and take your pants off the rest of the way,” Sarah said, with urgency in her voice. Jon obeyed, shucking his shoes from his feet, then stepped out of his jeans. His cock was hard and he could feel his pulse in his head, like yesterday when Sarah had examined him. The idea of his cousin touching him down there again was making him nuts.

“OK, now take off your underpants.” Sarah’s voice was deeper now. Jon’s heart was thumping hard as he hooked his thumbs under the elastic of his briefs, and began to lower them as his cousin watched. He watched Sarah’s eyes widen when he felt the tip of his stiff cock first exposed. Slowly he continues lowering his briefs, gradually exposing his erection to his cousin. His rigid penis was totally exposed to his cousin Sarah, as he pulled the briefs down over his balls, then his thighs, then his knees, then stepped out of them.

For a moment, the pair was completely speechless. Jon’s erection bobbed a little as he straightened back up. There was a glisten to the drop of wetness that was oozing from the opening. Jon’s stare alternated between his urgently swollen cock and his cousin. Several times in the past he had gotten an erection – mostly in the early morning, about the time he would wake up. And he had gotten stiff a couple times when he had looked at pretty girls, including Sarah. And yesterday he had been really stiff, when his pretty cousin had examined his balls. But Jon couldn’t remember having ever felt this stiff before. His cock felt as though it was a piece of hot iron. 

Sarah stared at her cousin’s hard member. She could feel that her heartbeat had accelerated. Her nipples swelled, and puckered themselves into sensitive, tingling buds. Sarah felt her cunny heat up and hum with arousal. She felt wetness forming between her lower lips, followed by awareness that the crotch of her panties being dampened by her own secretions. Sarah had never experienced this wetness before, and her nipples had never tingled this much. Her cunny felt throbby. For a moment, Sarah felt self-conscious, and looked down at herself, wondering if the wetness would show through her shorts. Inside her lower tummy she felt a vague tightness beginning to build, as she remained on her knees in front of her cousin.

Sarah’s mouth had become dry, but she composed her thoughts, and finally ended the silence. “How are you feeling, Jon?” was all she could think of. Her voice wavered as she asked the question. “Do you, um, ache?”

Jon nodded, then said: “Yeah, my, um, testicles ache.”

“What about your penis, does it ache too?”

“No.”

“How does it feel when it swells up so huge?” Sarah asked. Does it feel…good?”

“Yeah, Sarah,” Jon said in a deep voice. “It feels real good.”

They both stared at the clear fluid that was slowly oozing from the opening at the head of Jon’s shiny, swollen cock-head. “What’s this stuff, Sarah? Is this the ejaculating stuff?”

“I don’t know Jon. I don’t think so. It said in the book that a guy ejaculates from masturbation – from being rubbed or massaged or stroked. And I haven’t touched you…yet.”

With a frown Jon asked, “Is this a bad sign, Sarah? Is this some kind of problem?” A drop of the clear fluid began to trickle down the underside of his shaft. Sarah watched, mesmerized. “I’m starting to drip, Sarah.”

“So am I, Jon,” Sarah replied, with a touch of raspiness in her voice. “Maybe it has something to do with…arousal. The books talked a little about ‘sexual arousal’. This must be part of it.”

“You’re dripping, too, Sarah?”

She blushed as she nodded her head.

“Where?”

“In my cunny,” she answered. “Down here.” She pointed toward her crotch.

“Can I see?” Jon asked expectantly. “I never saw a girl…down there….well, not up close, anyway”

“Sure.” Sarah surprised herself with her reply. “But not right now. Right now I have to help you feel better,” she said as she tried to compose herself and be ‘professional’. Sarah took a deep breath, and stood up.

“I want you to lie down on your back on my bed, Jon, so I can masturbate you. Lie down near the edge of the bed”

Jon walked toward the bed, feeling his erection bob as he moved. He sat on the edge of his cousin’s bed, then stretched out on his back. His hot erection lay flat against his belly. “What are you going to do, Sarah?” he asked, as he laced his fingers together behind his head.

His cousin knelt down next to him, staring at his hard cock. She reached out and laid her hand on it, letting it rest there. Jon’s member twitched in response to his cousin’s touch. Her hand resting on him felt incredible. 

Each of their hearts were hammering in the chests as Sarah wrapped her hand around her cousin’s hard cock, moving it so that it was perpendicular to his body. She examined it carefully, noticing the heat of it, the silky feel of his skin, the appearance of the swollen shaft and the burnished head. 

Jon moaned softly. 

“Does this hurt, Jon?” 

“No, Sarah…it feels very nice,” her replied, as he looked at his cousin’s hand wrapped around his manhood.

With her other hand, she cupped his balls lightly. “Do you still ache down here, Jon?”

“Yeah, Sarah, they still ache…” Jon had never felt anything like it. His cousin’s soft hand felt outrageously wonderful wrapped around his cock. And it felt terrific for her to cup his balls in her warm palm…but they still ached inside.

“OK, Jon, I’m going to try to figure out how to help you. The book said ‘rubbing, stroking, or massaging’, so let’s give it a try.” With that, Sarah began massaging his balls with one hand, as she held his hard cock in her other fist. “You tell me what feels the best, Jon, OK?” Sarah rubbed her cousin’s balls, and felt them slip beneath the skin of his scrotum. She continued to massage his balls, and explored the sac of skin around them. Sarah was fascinated…and aroused.

Then, she shifted her position. As she did so, the fist that was wrapped around his pole slid a little.

“Mmmmmm,” Jon moaned.

“What?” Sarah asked.

“You wanted me to tell you what feels best. That felt really good, Sarah.”

“What did?”

“When you moved your fist on my…penis…it felt…great!” Jon answered

“Like this, Jon?” Sarah asked her cousin, as she slid her hand up and down his erection.

“God, yes!”

“Oh, cool!” Sarah replied, as she continued to glide her clenched and up and down Jon’s cock. “This must be what they mean by ‘stroking’ where it explained what masturbation is.” Sarah was fascinated by the feeling of the silky skin of her cousin’s cock moving up and down over his rigid staff. She loved watching herself holding on to him.

Jon moaned again. The sensations of his cousin stroking him were overwhelming. The muscles of his butt and thighs tightened as he pushed himself up a little to meet the down-thrust of Sarah’s stroking. His balls tingled. His skin tingled.

Then it happened.

There was a rush of strange-but-wonderful sensation that suddenly overwhelmed Jon. He held his breath, his muscles tensed, his eyes closed momentarily, and he felt a hot surge coursing through him. Jon opened his eyes again, just in time to see a thick fountain of goo spurting out the end of this cock, rising more than a foot into the air.

Sarah the first wave of orgasm surge through her cousin’s cock. The fountain of goo burst into the air in streams and droplets. They seemed to hang in mid-air as she felt the second and third convulsions of his erection spew more of the thick liquid into the air. 

Jon’s and Sarah’s eyes were affixed on the fountain that had its source inside him. His body shuddered with pleasure as it squirted out more and more semen. Six…seven…eight times it gushed gob after gob of the hot liquid. It splattered on his belly, his balls, and his thighs. A few droplets landed on the bed. Sarah and Jon watched in sheer fascination as the hot, creamy substance oozed slowly down his cock and flowed over hers hand, like wax running down the sides of a candle.

Sarah’s skin tingled everywhere. She felt the pleasant buzzing sensations and wetness in her cunny. And Sarah felt a hint of tightness and faint aching inside her pelvis. 

Jon let his head fall back on the pillow for a moment, pleasantly exhausted. He let out a moaning sigh as he wiped pearls of perspiration from his forehead.

They were both surprised – no, shocked – by what had just happened. Neither of them had expected it. Jon’s cock and Sarah’s hand were covered by gobs of his creamy, hot emission. 

She felt the hardness begin to leave his erection. After a few more seconds, Sarah let go of her cousin’s cock, and held her hand near to her face, inspecting the syrupy discharge. As she concentrated on the stuff on her hand, her mind began to return to her therapeutic intent.

“What did that feel like, Jon?”

“Dang, Sarah. It was awesome! Really awesome! What a rush! Wow!”

“Do you still ache?” she asked hopefully.

Her cousin smiled with new realization. “No, Sarah, they don’t ache. Not at all. That’s the first time they haven’t ached at all in…well, in a real long time.”

“Excellent” Sarah smiled broadly. “That’s what I was hoping for.” 

She reached for a nearby box of tissues, and began wiping her cousin’s cum from her hand. Next, Sarah took two more tissues, and cleaned her cousin’s shrinking member, his balls, and his tummy. Jon watched with fascination.

“They don’t ache at all now, Jon?”

“No, Sarah.”

“Not at all?” she pressed. 

“Not any. I think you must have cured me, Sarah. I really do. I feel good. And really relaxed.” Jon took another deep breath as he enjoyed the feeling of relaxation and calmness that permeated his body.

Sarah felt a great sense of accomplishment. She had helped her cousin Jon with that nagging, worrisome aching. And she had enjoyed it – really enjoyed it. As she stood up again, Sarah noticed that her panties were wet, and her cunny felt pleasantly warm. Glancing at herself in the mirror, she noticed her nipples poking against the fabric of her blouse. She noticed that her skin was glowing from perspiration, and that she still felt the tension inside her pelvis…but it was pleasant…tense, but pleasant. 

As she watched Jon sit up on the bed, Sarah’s mind was wondering…planning…hoping that she could find a reason to do this again with her cousin.

“Thank you; that felt really good, Sarah,” Jon said softly. “And I don’t have that aching at all. You sure figured out how to help me.” Jon looked gratefully into his cousin’s eyes as he sat on the edge of her bed, still feeling a little light-headed from his orgasm. 

Then his eyes found her clock. It was 11:45. “Holy cow, Sarah,” Jon said, bolting to his feet. “Pastor Phelps is coming by my house to pick me up in 15 minutes! I have to get going.” Jon scooped up his briefs, pulling them on quickly. Next he pulled his jeans on. After zipping up, then buckling his belt, Jon leaned against his cousin’s desk as he hastily put his shoes back on.

“I gotta go, Sarah,” Jon apologized. As he headed for the door, he paused and turned. “Thanks, Sarah. I mean…really…thanks. That was way cool, and I feel so much better.” He turned, and headed down the stairs. Halfway down, Jon stopped and turned. 

“Sarah?”

“Yeah, Jon?”

“If that aching ever comes back…will you help me again?”

“I’d love to, Jon.”

“And Sarah? Did you mean it?”

“Mean what?”

“Did you mean it when you said some time you’d let me see your…cunny?”

She blushed as she nodded her head. “Yes, Jon, I promise. In fact, I’ll look forward to it.”

“Cool!”

Jon raced down the stairs and out the door…and ran all the way home…just in time to greet Pastor Phelps as he got out of his car.